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Once again, he stopped talking and let the rest of his sentence hang. He glanced up at her, and Ellie stepped closer. His chest heaved as he sucked in a sharp breath. His eyes dilated, and she almost purred.

"Sure, we could do it your way," she said and reached out to run her finger up his chest. She smiled when she felt how defined his pecs were under the cloth of his shirt. Oh, yeah, he'd definitely improved over the years. "Or we could try my way?" she offered huskily.

Boston's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed. "What's your way?"

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Ellie's smile finally bloomed to fruition. "You have fifteen minutes to get me to a bed, or I'm taking you right where we are." When he merely stared at her, she chuckled. "Think you can manage that, Law Boy?"

His eyes fell to her mouth, and he licked his own lips.

"Right here works for me."

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Chapter Twenty-Three


They came together in an explosion of need. Fingers dipping into hair, lips clinging to each other, they pressed their straining bodies to one another, already impatient for more.

Boston backed Ellie against the secretary's desk. Plastering his mouth to the side of her neck, he reached behind her long enough to shove the phone and forgotten datebook out of the way. Then he clasped her hips in his hands and lifted her onto the edge.

"You can't imagine how much I missed you," he rasped as he unhooked the button on her slacks and slid the zipper down.

Ellie hummed. "Probably about as much as I missed you."

Needing the taste of him in her mouth, she cradled his head in her hands and forced his face up for another kiss. He complied and deserted the task of shedding her pants to stroke his thumbs up either side of her jaw. Ellie cupped the back of his head and made a restless sound as she pushed her tongue farther between his teeth.

He was moving way too slow for her. Her juices were zinging, and the tempo from his hands and mouth were about three paces behind. Jerking back slightly, she watched his startled gaze move to hers.

"Wha—"

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and reached to assist. As he pulled the last of her blouse off, she fumbled behind her, unfastening her bra. But before she was even done, he was cupping her breasts in his hands and rubbing his thumbs over the cloth. Just as she finished her task, the strap fell loose and slid off her shoulders.

Boston swooped down and kissed every inch of exposed skin as he pulled the contraption the rest of the way off.

Nuzzling her breasts with his nose, he grinned when he saw her nipples pout.

He glanced up and smiled boyishly. "I think they missed me too."

Ellie couldn't stand it a moment longer. She wrapped a hand around the back of his head and yanked his face back to the straining bead of one puckered tip. His eyes closed; she sucked in a breath as she watched his lashes rest against his cheek and his lips part to receive her. Then his tongue made contact and she jerked in surprise, remembering how potent his mouth was.

He made a sound deep in his throat and lavished her, making her arch and want to beg.

"God, you still taste so good."

Reaching blindly, Ellie slid her palms down the side of his ribs and to the waist of his slacks. She unbuckled his belt, unzipped him, and slid his trousers and boxers down. Just as her fingers wrapped around the length of him, he jerked.

"No, El..." He groaned. "Slow down. Slow down, honey.

We're going to go too fast."

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surprised eyes lifted, she gritted out, "It's been ten years. I can't wait. We'll go slow next time."

His mouth dropped. For a moment, he could only gape.

Then he morphed into action, hands fumbling as he reached for her pants. Ellie hopped off the side of the desk as he pushed them down her hips. While he worked there, she attacked the buttons on his shirt.

But the process was too frustratingly slow.

"Damn it." She grasped the opened edges of his shirt and yanked them apart, tearing the rest of his fastenings off entirely.

Boston let out a surprised laugh as a button flew past his nose. Others rained down around them, sprinkling the desktop with a pebbled cacophony of sound.

"Hurry," Ellie encouraged, jumping back onto the desk and wrapping her legs around his hips.

He touched her and she cried out, pressing her face to his newly exposed chest.

"You're so wet," he said in awe.

Ellie grabbed his shoulders for support, her nails biting into hard, heated flesh. "So, what are you waiting for?"

"Oh, I don't know," he gave the lazy answer, covering her knees with his palms and gently easing her thighs apart so he could step between them. "Maybe I just want to make you beg."

His grin teased as he leaned forward to rub the glistening tip of himself across her opening, only to pull back when her body gave a hard jolt.